I was the young one,
They were the giants;
Laughing across dinner tables,
Looking down at me through
Glowing wrinkled faces;
I was a marvel to them, they said,
And I believed them,
All my superpowers on display,
As off I went on still
Another adventure.

Now I am
The old one,
Looking out at them:
They are marvels to me, I say,
And I mean it:
All their magic powers on display,
But it’s I who, too soon,
Must be off on another

Adventure